User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG/@comment-4677325-20130909005156/@comment-4677325-20131001003943

The squirrel shakes her roughly in an attempt to wake her. "Come on, not now... Don't fall to the darkness..." An otter walks into the tent. "How is she doing, Lilia?" She shakes her head. "Not good, Werschet. She just blacked out." He nodded and left the tent. Lilia continued to try and wake the ferret up.

Meanwhile, Bluestripe's little expedition leads him to the path that runs from north to south. To the northeast, smoke can be seen rising from the treetops. A camp, maybe? Or something much worse... Either way, it probably meant shelter. In the distance, clouds are starting to form. That meant rain, and probably lightning as well.